Just a couple minutes ago, Em opened the garage door. She's now tall enough (some Neanderthal installed our garage door opener buttons!) to escape, to not need me to do one more thing for her and to shut that door when I ask her to. It's scary, exciting and sad all at the same time. Who'd have thought a garage door could elicit so much emotion?!?! =)
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It's bittersweet to see them grow up, isn't it?!
So true! and knowing she's the last... makes it all the more bitter.
You could always have/adopt another... ;-)
Just between you, me and anyone else who reads this (LOL) we're taking care of the "have another" tomorrow - permanently! Adoption... maybe, but not very likely. I guess now we just sit around and wait for grandchildren! ;-)
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